The teacher is a fish

Everyone in the world knows that there is a devil named Xiao Mingyu, who is one of the leaders of the evil people in the West Extreme at only a hundred years old.

He is militant and violent, and once led many villains to a decisive battle with the righteous way. Wherever he went, there were countless bones and dead souls fled.And the most famous one is a very early old event.

500 years ago, someone said that there was a mountain of dead bones in the south, and there were dead bones everywhere on the mountain, and a demon lived there.It's a pity that no one can tell where the Dry Bone Mountain is and what it looks like.

People only know that at the foot of Kugu Mountain, there is a stone tablet with this sentence written on it: Although I can't save the common people, I will bring disaster to the world.

This incident shocked one side, and the frightened people must pay attention to whether there is a stone tablet every time they go up a mountain.

As for the realm of comprehension, it is believed that ordinary people's humble opinions are not enough to be believed.

The ordinary people were helpless and miserable, and they all said: "The threshold of the Zhengdao family sect is high, and it is not a matter of a day or two. If they don't have an accident, who will notice our life and death? Unless it is like Jiang Shuyin, Slaughtered a city."

"Oh, don't mention Jiang Shuyin, he must have died when he jumped off the cliff."

Someone was puzzled: "What kind of city do you think he slaughtered in a good manner, wouldn't it be good to be his dry pity Peak Master An Anxin?"

"Hey, who knew! I heard that he went crazy after massacring the city. He fled to the market and drank all day, which made his master come back from the Nanyang banquet in a panic. As for his junior brother, he led people to arrest him in the streets and alleys all day long. he."

"Then how did you jump off the cliff so well?"

One person waved his hand: "He caused a catastrophe. If he was caught, he would die a terrible death. He happened to be blocked by his junior brother, and he started killing. I heard that the two fought vigorously on the cliff. Shu Yin almost killed his junior brother, hiss... But he was the one who won, why is he the one who jumped off the cliff? Sigh, don’t think about it anymore, Jiang Shuyin is doomed anyway!”

A group of people chattered and chatted, and suddenly talked about a marriage in the cultivation world.

One person said: "I heard that the daughter of the head of the Lingyue Sect in the distance is going to marry Li Yuanbo, the son of the Li family."

"That's not it, ho, that ostentation is spectacular. I heard that there will be a thousand tables of banquets. It is worthy of being a wealthy family. Whatever you do, it is enough for us ordinary people to live happily for a few lifetimes."

A group of people smacked their lips and shook their heads without knowing what to think.

The Lingyue Sect that these common people call is a wealthy family in the realm of comprehension, and the great power of the family should not be underestimated.It's a pity that the head of the Lingyue Sect has only one daughter, who is regarded as a sweetheart by her. She always holds it in her hand for fear of flying away, and holds it in her mouth for fear of melting.

Compared with it, the Li family involved in this marriage is not worth mentioning.

Originally, the head of Lingyue Sect was dissatisfied with this marriage and did not want to marry his daughter to Li Yuanbo.Zhao Wenwen refused: "Father Yuan Bo saved me back then, and you also said that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. How can you not believe it?"

The head of the sect was very unhappy: "Saving you is one thing, getting married is another thing. Father has already accepted him as a personal disciple, so it's not considered repayment?"

Zhao Wenwen said: "But my daughter likes him."

Even Mrs. Zhao persuaded: "Although the marriage is about being well-matched, it is important for the daughter to be happy. I think Yuan Bo is also a good child, and he is very good to Wenwen. It's better to promise them."

The head of the sect has made up his mind and got up angrily to leave.

This Li Yuanbo is a smart man, knowing that Master doesn't like him, he is not depressed.Every three days, he ran to the head with gifts, even though he was always rejected or scolded by the head.But these did not shake his determination to marry Zhao Wenwen.

Seeing him working so hard, Zhao Wenwen felt that she had chosen the right person.But after some thinking and many tests on Li Yuanbo, the head finally gave in and agreed to the marriage.

For other aristocratic families and sects, this marriage may just be a spectator.But for the Li family, it means a lot!

Soon the two sides began to prepare for the marriage, discussing the auspicious day.However, it is worth mentioning that although this marriage is said to be the marriage of Lingyuezong's daughter, it is actually Li Yuanbo's marriage as the son-in-law.

The wedding date is set in June, and everyone thinks that when the bride and groom pay their respects to heaven and earth, it will become a hot story for several years.Unexpectedly, on the day of the wedding, something happened.

On June [-]th, Zhao Wenwen was carried in a big red sedan chair around Huashen Mountain in accordance with the custom, in order to wish for the couple to be harmonious, safe and loving.

Bypassing Huashen Mountain, Zhao Wenwen in the sedan chair was full of joy, thinking that she was about to marry her beloved, she couldn't help but smile.Unexpectedly, the bridal sedan chair was shaken suddenly, causing her to almost fall down. The monks outside were shocked, and they all raised their bows and drew their swords: "Who!"

Before the words were finished, a burst of arrogant laughter came. The laughter was sad and insane, like the roar of a devil, and everyone was terrified and trembling.

The monks gathered together to protect the sedan chair: "Who is your Excellency, I know that the daughter of Lingyue Sect is sitting in this sedan chair!"

The voice was evil and cruel, and it rose slightly: "I know."

Alarm bells rang out in everyone's hearts, knowing that this person might have come prepared, they quickly took out the signal flare from their waists and released it into the sky-in an instant, the signal flare exploded into a bright flower in the air.

The man laughed again, appearing more rampant: "It's useless to let go!"

After finishing speaking, before everyone could make a move, there was a burst of exclamation from all around!

Zhao Wenwen lifted her hijab excitedly, and was about to go out when a snake spear pierced through the sedan chair and hit her throat: "Don't move."

The man's voice was evil, with a thick haze: "Sit down well, otherwise I don't mind if my subordinates die again." Zhao Wenwen forced herself not to be afraid, and sat back as she said.

The man seemed very satisfied, the snake spear withdrew, and said coldly to the people outside: "You four carry the sedan chair, as for you... who is willing to go back and report the letter?"

A group of people raised their heads one after another, their voices were flustered, their eyes were faintly excited, and they rushed to say: "I'll go! I'll go!"

The man smiled softly, seemingly helpless: "Aren't there too many of you?"

"It's okay, sir, it's okay!"

"That's it," he raised his chin lightly, folded his hands, narrowed his eyes, and said in a very surprised tone: "Aren't you running away? Do you want me to see you off?"

Those people were so overjoyed that they almost rolled and crawled on the ground: "Let's run, let's run!"

Zhao Wenwen only heard the sound of flying swords piercing through the air, but after a few breaths, the man's voice rang in her ears again, like a melody urging her to die, both pleasant and evil.His tone was very soft, gentle, and ruthless: "By the way, how many people are usually needed for reporting?"

Zhao Wenwen missed a beat of breath, the man kicked the sedan chair, and asked in a good mood: "Miss Zhao, are you listening?"

Zhao Wenwen said with a trembling voice, "I'm listening."

As if sticking to her ear, the man tried his best to lower his voice: "Then tell me, how many people are needed for the report?"

Zhao Wenwen's fingertips were trembling slightly, and she closed her eyes: "One...one person."

As soon as the words were finished, a burst of laughter erupted outside the car, covering the tiny screams.

After finishing the work, the man lazily leaned on the sedan chair: "Yes, only one person is needed."

On that day, it was like an explosion in the cultivation world!

Mrs. Zhao fell on the chair, as if she had aged a hundred years in an instant. She sat in the wedding hall with tears streaming down her face, and broke down, "Wenwen, my Wenwen, my precious daughter, why are you so miserable!"

The head of Lingyue Sect was furious, and immediately sent hundreds of people to search for him, vowing to destroy the person who robbed his beloved daughter to ashes!And Li Yuanbo also led everyone in the Li family to go out to search, not daring to let go of any clues.

A female guest persuaded Mrs. Zhao: "Madam, don't be sad, Wenwen has been blessed since she was a child, and she will definitely be fine this time."

"That's right, ma'am, you think that when Wenwen was lost in Yuhu Village, although there were many lewd demons there, she was rescued by Yuan Bo safely. It can be seen that even the heavens blessed Wenwen."

Mrs. Zhao was heartbroken and wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "I hope so."

At the same time, the crimson and luxurious sedan chair shuttles through the handsome and green forest.

The scorching sun slanted westward in the sky, and the blood-red fire brilliance dyed the sky, dazzling and brilliant.

The birds in the forest were convulsed, and they fluttered their wings to take off, screaming as if they were fleeing for their lives, and flew away, drawing a glimpse of the sky.

Although Zhao Wenwen was born in Lingyue Sect, it's a pity that her cultivation level is really not high.Sitting in the rickety sedan chair, she gently grasped the hem of the wedding dress, her heart hung high, like a bamboo basket fetching water, uneasy.

I don't know how long and what kind of road they walked, but the four monks carrying the sedan chair gently put down the sedan chair.

Zhao Wenwen raised her eyes, and immediately lowered them in a panic, her two sallow hands were mixed together, and her breathing was trembling slightly.

She saw a white and powerful hand with slender and beautiful fingers, as if carved from glazed jade.The pitch-black sleeve decoration was slightly alienated, and it set off this hand with a fierce force, as if it could crush a person's throat with one blow!

Zhao Wenwen leaned back involuntarily, shrinking her neck.

This hand lifted the bright red car curtain lightly and slowly. The moment Zhao Wenwen saw him, Zhao Wenwen's pupils shrank suddenly!

——This person is dressed in black, with deep and evil eyes, and his thin lips are slightly raised.

His eyelashes are long and slender, his white face is beautiful, and the faint blue hair is scattered, extremely soft.

In front of his forehead, the bright red and gorgeous car curtain was raised high by him and stuck to his hair. At first glance, it looked like a red hijab, making him a little more coquettish.

Squinting his beautiful eyes, he said evilly, "Aren't you coming down?"

Zhao Wenwen's heart was pounding, she stared blankly at him without expression.

Seeing this, the corners of the man's slightly raised lips suddenly dropped, and his beautiful eyes became fierce and impatient.

As if warning, his tone was ferocious and furious: "One more look, and I'll strangle you to death!"